Biker Chick?

Okay--so here's the thing. Before I met Eric, I was your basic East Coast inhabitant . . . didn't exercise all that much, and didn't really care to. Exercise was spending the day walking from store to store at the mall . . . and that was JUST FINE. Anyway, back to Eric. We started dating, and I realize that he's all into eating right, and biking, and running, and skiing . . . and golf? Yikes . . . I didn't really do any of that. But the longer we were together, I realized how very much fun it was to try all the stuff he was into, and what a good sport he was whenever it came to anything I wanted to do, (i.e. going shopping for purses, shoes, and make-up, enjoying a good chick-flick, etc.). And I found out that there are so many things that I enjoy that had he not brought them into my life, I'm not sure I would have found them so easily.

Take running for example--4 1/2 years ago, Eric helped me train for a half marathon, and I LOVED IT. I felt such a sense of accomplishment afterwards, it was so great.

And golf too! I like getting out there for 9 holes whenever I can. I have a set of clubs that are made out of graphite, and there so great to hit the ball with.

And biking . . . Eric started to build a bike for me before he got hurt, and finished it as he was healing. This bike has just meant so much to me. First because he chose all of the components to fit someone my size, but secondly because it gave him a sense of accomplishment when so much was difficult in his life. He would get so happy when another part would get here, and he'd be able to make more progress on it. It kept his mind busy, and it enabled him to feel like he was still himself in the midst of such uncertainty. Here's a picture:

Adorable, huh? I love it. I enjoy riding like I never thought I would. And it's absolutely amazing how fast hills become easier to climb, and you become faster. Very cool.

All that being said--I loathe skiing. I suppose I thought that after I lived here in Utah, that I would magically pick it up or something . . . that it was in the air here, because a bunch of you Utah folks can't seem to get enough. I've tried lessons, I've tried being open minded--and it's just not for me. I don't feel too bad about it though . . . I can still enjoy the hot chocolate and cheese burger at the lodge!